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Everyone understands the nature of war, we also understand that victory depends on the cards that we have been dealt. Some when faced with a bloody battle simply give in, but for some surrender is unacceptable, even though they know it would be a fight to the death.

The world is filled with unlikely friendships. How did they begin, with one person desperately in need and another willing to lend a helping hand. When such kindness is offered, we are finally able to see the worth of those we have previously written off, and before we’ve known it, a bond has formed, regardless of whether others can understand it. Yes, unlikely friendships start up everyday, no one understands this more than the lonely, in fact, and it’s what they count on.

Now and then we all need a little help, so we ask for small favors. But it’s always best to be wary of those eager to come to our rescue. Because even the smallest of favors carries a price tag. Yes, everyone has an agenda, no matter what they may tell us…and in those rare instances where there is no ulterior motive; we’re so taking aback that we may fail to recognize the truth – that a loving friend has just done us an enormous favor.

This is how Bree Van De Kamp finally came to change her weekly routine, she still cleaned on Tuesdays, paid her bills on Wednesdays, and did her laundries on Thursdays, but her Fridays were now reserved for a meeting, a special meeting where she stood in front of people she didn’t know, and said things she didn’t believe, and afterwards Bree would come home and reward herself on the completion of another successful week.

At that precise moment as Dr Hanson Mills was cutting yet another umbilical cord, other ties were being severed all over town, like the one between a child and a mother who didn’t want him to grow up so quickly, or the one between a case of fine wine and a housewife who hadn’t wanted to admit she had a problem, or the one between a women and the boyfriend who couldn’t forgive her betrayal. The choice to separate from what we love is painful; the only thing worse is when someone we’ve trusted makes the choice for us.

Temptation comes to all of us, whether or not we succumb depends on our ability to recognize its disguise, sometimes it arrives in a form of an old flame, flickering back to life, or a new friend who could end up being so much more, or a young child who wakens feelings we didn’t know we had. And so we give in to temptation all the while knowing come morning, we’ll have to suffer the consequences.

We’ve all done something in our lives us we are ashamed of, some of us have fallen for the wrong man, some have let go of the right women, there’re those who have humiliated their parents and those who have failed their children. Yes, we’ve all made mistakes that diminish us and those we love. But there is redemption if we try to learn from those mistakes and grow.

There’s is a prayer intended to give strength to people faced with circumstances they don’t want to accept. The power of the prayer comes from its insight into human nature. Because so many of us rage against the hand that life has dealt us; Because so many of us are cowardly, and afraid to stand up for what is right; Because so many of us give in to despair, when faced with an impossible choice. The good news for those who utter these words is that god will hear you and answer your prayer. The bad news is that sometimes the answer is no.

When the truth is ugly, people try to keep it hidden, because they know if revealed, the damage it will do. So they conceal it within sturdy walls, or they place it behind closed doors, or they obscure it with clever disguises, but truth , no matter how ugly, always emerges, and someone we care about always ends up getting hurt, and someone else will revel in their pain, and that’s the ugliest truth of all.

It’s a shocking moment for each of us that moment we realize we are all alone in this world. The family we take for granted could one day abandon us; the husband we trust so implicitly might betray us; the daughter we love so deeply perhaps won’t return to us. And then we could end up all by ourselves.

This is the street where I used to live, and these were the people with whom I shared my life. I met them the day they moved in, and I saw what they brought with them – beautiful dreams for the future and quiet hopes for a better life not just for themselves, but for their children, too. If I could, would I tell them what lies ahead? Would I warn them of the sorrow and betrayal that lie in store? No, from where I stand now, I see enough of the road to understand how it must be traveled. The trick is to keep moving forward to let go of the fear and the regret that slow us down and keep us from enjoying a journey that will be over too soon. Yes, there will be unexpected bends in the road, shocking surprises we didn’t see coming, but that’s really the point, don’t you think?

Every storm brings with it hope that somehow by morning, everything will be made clean again. And even the most troubling stains will have disappeared. Like the doubts over his innocence, or the consequence of his mistake, like the scars of his betrayal, or the memory of his kiss. So we wait for the storm to pass hoping for the best, even though we know in our hearts some stains are so indelible, nothing can wash them away.

Have you met the perfect couple? The two soul mates whose love never dies? The two lovers whose relationship is never threatened. The husband and wife who trust each other completely. If you haven’t met the perfect couple, let me introduce you. They stand atop a layer of butter cream frosting. The secret of their success? Well, for starters, they don’t have to look at each other.

We all carry something with us. Of course, it’s nice if we travel with some one who can help lighten the load. But usually, it’s easier to just drop what we’ve been carrying so we can get home that much sooner. Assuming, of course, there will be someone there to greet us when we arrive. Why do we clutch at this baggage, even when we’re desperate to move on? Because we all know there’s a chance we might let go too soon.

We all have our reasons for rewriting history. Sometimes we need to provide ourselves alibis. Sometimes we wanna hurt someone who has hurt us, and then there are times we just wanna spare ourselves embarrassment. Of course, there are some who feel that to rewrite history is just another way to lie. But what is history anyway….But a set of lies agree depend?

Sabotage, everyone is capable of it. But some go about it more cruelness than the others.Like the ones who create vengeance… Or the ones who hunger for love. Or the ones who were determined to burn bridges. And then there are those who simply wants something…Something that belongs to someone else.

There is a place in St. Timothy church where sinners go to confess their sins. And once they are done, they expect absolution.But the truth is, not all confessions are worthy of such forgiveness.Most who unveil his agendas deserve the condemnation they receive.Most who disclose revengeful motives marry the punishment that follows. Only the truly repentant at any right at all expect a second chance. Were just why it’s best to think twice before you confess.Especially if you don’t know what it is you’re confessing to.

Sweetie, we can’t prevent what can’t predict.Isn’t there anything I could do? Yes, yes. You can enjoy this beautiful day.We get so few of them.

亲爱的，我们不能预防我们所不能预知的,有什么是我能做的么？你可以享受这美丽的一天.我们很少有这样的一天.

There are so many things we wish we could tell the young.We’d like to persuade them not to grow up so fast.But they won’t listen.We want to tell them the beauty face but they refuse to believe it.We worn them that their actions will have consequences, but still they defy us.Suddenly the young can began to understand the world is a dangerous place. So it’s up to us to do anything we can to protect them, Absolutely anything.

Dangerous men walk among us.And we can’t always be sure who they are or what secret they hide.But once our suspicious are confirmed,We can take action.Once their agenda were revealed,We can take steps to protect ourselves and those we love. Yes, dangerous men can cause great harm, But sometimes the greatest dangerous they pose is to themselves.

There’s a reason people can’t wait for Christmas, and it has little to do with family reunions. Or curling up with a cup of eggnog.with that unexpected kiss beneath the mistletoe，or receiving a present from a special someone. No, people look forward to Christmas.Because they know, it’s a time for miracles.

It’s a dangerous world. So we all look for protection. And whether we find it in the arms of our mother, or at the end of a jagged blade, or in the kiss of our sweetheart, or at the end of a barrel. We do what we have to feel safe.

Because we know somewhere in the world there are those who would do us harm.

Yes, it can happen so quickly. Life as we know it can change in the blink of an eye. Unlikely friendships can blossom. Important careers can be tossed aside. A long -lost hope can be rekindled. Still, we should be grateful for whatever changes life throws at us, because all too soon the day will come when there are no changes left.

Recapturing the past is a tricky business. While most memories are simply souvenirs of a happier time, others can be quite deadly.

回顾过去不是件容易事，其中大部分是关于快乐时光的记忆，也有的可能是致命的。

In every housewife’s closet, there’s an article of clothing that tells you more about its owner than she would want you to know. It might be a T-shirt that she despises but wears without complaint. Perhaps it’s some lingerie, she knows isn’t hers, but refuses to discuss… Or a dress she once loved, that she can no longer bear to look at this. You can learn a lot about women from what they choose to wear. You can learn even more by what they choose to take off, and who they take it off for.

It’s so easy to spot the lonely ones. They’re the people who tell stories to their plants, and whisper secrets to their pets, and have arguments with their TV, and the loneliest of all are the ones who talk to people who are no longer there.

孤单的身影总是随处可见。他们向自己的盆栽倾诉心事，向自己的宠物分享秘密，和自己的电视机争吵不休，但最孤单的则是这样一类人，他们向亡者倾诉。

Passion. It’s a force so potent we still remember it long after it’s faded away. A drive so alluring it can push us to the arms of unexpected lovers. A sensation so overwhelming it can knock down walls we built to protect our hearts. A feeling so intense it resurfaces even though we try so hard to keep it buried. Yes, of all emotions, passion is the one that gives us a reason to live and an excuse to commit all sorts of crimes.

Power, it’s the type of thing most people don’t think about, until it’s taken away. Whether it’s the political power of the many, or a lover’s influence over just one. We all want some sort of power in our lives, if only to give ourselves choices. Yes, to be without choices, to feel utterly powerless, well…it’s a lot…like being alone…in the dark.

Gossip–it’s just a harmless form of recreation. It’s careless talk that deals in polite fiction. It’s nasty speculation that’s based on not-so-polite fact. How do we protect ourselves from the numerous string of such idle gossip? The best way is to just tell the truth.

Anyone can end up a victim…injured by the actions of others .But whether the damage is infected by a cunning ex-wife…or a blow delivered by the object of our affection …the time comes when we must pick ourselves up and continue on our journey .And if we can’t ,then all we can pray for …is rescue .

From the moment we wake up in the morning till our head hits the pillow at night our lives are filled with questions. Most are easily answered and soon forgotten, but some questions are much harder to ask because we’re so afraid of the answer .Will I be around to watch my children grow up ?Am I making mistake by marrying this man? Could he ever truly love me? And what happens when we ask ourselves the hard question and get the answer we’d been hoping for ?Well, that’s when happiness begins.

Family–there is nothing more important. They’re the ones who show up when we’re in trouble, the ones who push us to succeed, the ones who help keep our secrets .But what of those who have no family to rely on ?What happens to those poor souls…who have no loved ones to help them in their hour of need? Well….most learn to walk life’s road by themselves, But a sad few of us…simply…stop trying .